"No, we don't have the surname Zhuge Sa.
We have many surnames, but we don't have the surname Zhuge.
My surname is Jiang."
The old man replied.
Xie Wendong asked strangely: "What the hell is going on?
Didn't you say that your ancestor is Zhuge Liang, but your surname is not Zhuge?"
"Then we don't know how to spread it."
The old man looked around and asked a few questions to the people around him.
Although their voices were very low, Xie Wendong could still tell from their blank expressions that they did not understand the reason.
No longer entangled in this issue, Xie Wendong asked directly: "Since you have been living here for generations, have you ever heard of any treasures on the mountain?"
"Oh, a treasure."
The old man was suspicious for a while, and then thought about it carefully: "There are rumors about it, but don't ask for it.
I have lived for more than seventy years and have never heard of it.
I have only heard of it in the mountains. , there is a door of death.
Behind this door of death, there is an old book that can dominate the world.
Of course, this must be a legend, and there is no basis for it. " "Oh, that's it," Xie Wendong murmured.
His brothers went to help those master tomb robbers find tombs, and Xie Wendong had nothing to do.
After staying at the old gentleman's house for almost two hours, he and Yuan Tianzhong walked out of the door together.
Originally, the old man wanted to arrange for Xie Wendong and others to live in his own home.
But later he was declined by Xie Wendong.
Xie Wendong knew that this was inconvenient, and the less they knew about some things, the better.
"Tianzhong, what do you think of what the old man said?"
Xie Wendong clasped his hands and asked with squinted eyes.
Yuan Tianzhong touched his head, shook his head and said, "There is some credibility, but not much."
"Oh, how do you say this?"
Xie Wendong asked with interest.
"If nothing else, let's just say that surname.
If according to what they say, their ancestor is really Zhuge Liang, they should also be surnamed Zhuge.
I have always felt that legends are not very reliable.
What does Brother Dong think?
" Yuan Tianzhong replied.
Xie Wendong was noncommittal and just smiled very meaningfully.
He shrugged and said with his hands behind his back: "Let's go and rest for a while.
All the mysteries are waiting to be revealed."
Yuan Tianzhong blinked and nodded in understanding.
Xie Wendong got into the tent, covered himself with a comfortable quilt, and gradually fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but Xie Wendong faintly heard someone shouting something.
Opening his sleepy eyes, he put on a windbreaker beside him.
Wrapped in his coat, Xie Wendong opened the tent door.
It was already dawn, and after resting for several hours, Xie Wendong's strength had recovered.
Kissing the breeze in the mountains in the morning and tasting the chilly dew, life seems so wonderful.
After stretching, Xie Wendong shouted to the brother in front: "What happened?"
A Wen Donghui brother came over happily: "Brother Dong, we found something."
"So fast."
Xie Wendong felt incredible.
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How long had it passed before he found something?
"It wasn't those grave robbers who found it, it was Brother Lei."
The younger brother was obviously very excited, and he was dancing while talking.
Xie Wendong said strangely: "What are you talking about?
How did Lao Lei find it?"
"Oh, no, no," the younger brother waved his hands repeatedly and corrected: "Brother Lei didn't dig it himself.
When he was patrolling the mountain, he caught a tomb robber.
From the tomb robber, we found a handful of Three Kingdoms The Bronze Sword of the Age.”
Before Xie Wendong could speak, the younger brother did not forget to add: "Brother Dong, that thing is very expensive."
"Haha, take me to see it."
Xie Wendong whispered to himself
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